The third maddening buzz

Fear, disappointment, and disbelief filled my mind as I opened my tear filled, impatient eyeb completely. E genuinelything was a blur, as if it were surreal. There was a massive amount of trunk from the business bag, and smoke coming from under the street fighter of my car. As I turn to my reform, think taunt had been with me in the car, I pay off to panic.All that I can see is his detail against the windshield. I begin to sh out(a) his material body as I shake his shoulder. kid Josh, are you okay? Say something The cargo of the world has just come crumbling cumulation on me and from that moment on my flavor was changed forever.The third maddening buzz of my dread woke me as I groggily slid out of bed, and into the shower. It was the deduct of another routine morning, or so I thought. I alsok a shower, and quarrelled with my sis over which clothes were mine to wear, and which were hers. Luckily, it was anamnesis Day, so we didnt suffer school. If it were a normal weekday, we would have surely been late.My confrere Josh decided to stop by to see me after I was sinless my grooming routine. While sitting at the table with my parents, Josh informs us that his parents have invited us to a picnic at their house today. We decided that we should bring something, perchance a watermelon or cantaloupe. Without wanting(p) a beat, my parents advise me that I pauperism to go to the store to pick these up.With melody blasting and voices singing and talking, it was another veritable(prenominal) ride to the store, notwithstanding this time we didnt make it very far. We support out of the driveway, after a w smashere hand motorhand truck had passed. I begin to speed up to the speed limit (25 miles per hour). Josh is a neat freak, so as briefly as we are on our way, he decides to round up the trash in my car.After going about a pull in of a mile down the road, only three houses away from my house, the white truck begins to turn left into a drivewa y. not thinking anything of it, I slowed down to go him time to get out of my lane. When he was out of the way I hit the gas again. Within the blink of any eye, the white truck had shifted into reverse and backed into my lane. I slammed on the brakes, the tires squealed, but it was too late.I opened my eyes, and gasped for oxygenise. Fear filled my head. My eyes burned and stung. It was hard for me to catch my breath. The splash from my airbag was circulating within the car. In that very moment I kept saying to myself, It was just a dream, I am still sleeping, youll wake up in a few minutes.As the dust settles, I begin to see that this is no dream. I could see the white truck in front of my car, and slightly on top of my hood. Smoke begins to fill the air from the engine in my car. I become feeling pain in my right foot, shooting up my right leg. My office hurt, as if someone was stomping on it. I feel as if my neck is on the verge of snapping off of my body. As I am beginnin g to notice all of my bodily injuries, I remember that Josh had been riding with me.